A Home to Me

A home to me is not a building not a wall,not a roof,a home to me is the people that love you. The people that make you feel happiness.It’s not your bed,not your phone ,its your cat,your dog, your sister,your brother,your mom,your dad,your grandma,your grandpa. It’s the people that you share memories and joy with .Some people don’t even have a home,most people spend their whole lives on the streets.Some kids get taken away from their sister,or brother,or mom,or dad.Sometimes they don’t get taken away their parents leave them .So thank you Habitat for Humanity for letting me know what a home truly is.